Mafalda Hopcock has been working for the Ministry of Magic since graduating from Hogwarts, and is now Assistant to the Director of the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic.

Hopcock's job is to send a warning letter to the offender on behalf of the director when he receives information about the violation, explaining the bill he has violated, and if the situation is serious, he needs to notify the emergency response team to take action.

However, just today, Hopcock encountered an incident that made her extremely depressed.

Someone actually wrote back to tell her: Your Ministry of Magic has made an oolong incident.

The sender's name was Albert Anderson, and he was studying at Hogwarts.

In the letter, Anderson made it clear that he was on vacation in France with his family at the time, and that he did not carry a wand when he left the country, let alone use the Flying Charm, and that the Ministry of Magic must have made a mistake, and he hoped that the Ministry of Magic would clear up the misunderstanding between the two parties and give him a letter back.

Actually, Hopcock didn't think Anderson was lying, because the most favorable evidence was that Anderson didn't use the Flying Charm at all, and that he had just finished his first year at Hogwarts.

Will a first-year freshman use the Flying Charm?

Even Hopcock himself didn't believe it.

If you don't use the Flying Charm, you can't cast spells.

So the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic was undoubtedly mistaken, and it wasn't the first time this had happened, and Hopcock wasn't too surprised.

Can...... What does this have to do with you?

Hopcock is only responsible for sending letters and notices, she is not responsible for dealing with this matter, and she has no right to do so.

Oh no, it really has something to do with her.

Hopcock has the right to decide whether to give the letter to the director of the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic, or simply throw the letter in some trash can.

With her understanding of her boss, the other party will not care about this kind of thing!

After all, this is just a trivial matter no matter how you look at it, and there is no need to delve too deep.

Mafalda Hopkirk was ready to deal with it privately.

Well, the so-called private disposal is actually to destroy the letters, or throw them in some trash can, after all, she is only an assistant herself.

Although he has some understanding of the laws and regulations that impose reasonable restraint on underage wizards, he is only an assistant after all, and his duties are to help write warning letters and other tasks.

As Hopcock was about to throw the letter in the trash, she suddenly remembered something last year, and she remembered the oolong incident caused by the trace, which was quite a big fuss at the time.

Eventually, it was exposed by the Daily Prophet, and Natley, who was in charge of handling the matter, got himself in trouble and was almost transferred to the centaur liaison office.

"It doesn't seem good to throw it away, so let's leave it to the director!" Hopcock hesitated, still thinking that this was her duty, and as for what her boss would do, it was none of her business.

Of course, Hopcock could have guessed what would happen if the letter was sent.

As Hopcock expected, his boss didn't even glance at the letter, and threw it directly on the desk.

By the time Hopcock saw the letter again, it had already been thrown into the trash.

However, what Hopcock did not know, such an outcome was also expected by Albert.

It's just that Hopcock didn't know that they had already stood in front of the big pit dug by others, and right behind them, someone was ready to raise a foot and kick them into the pit.

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After returning home, Albert began to write replies to the people he had sent from.

Naturally, the Weasley brothers also received Albert's list of senders, along with a gift that Albert had purchased for the twins - a rubber duck.

Well, the yellow rubber duck was actually a gift that Albert bought at the grocery store near his house. Of course, he knew that Fred and George wouldn't like the gift, as it was for Mr. Weasley.

Albert wanted the twins to ask Mr. Weasley what to do in such a situation.

In their reply, Fred and George expressed sympathy (schadenfreude) over Albert's plight, and wrote in their reply:

...... Dad thinks it's just a trifle and you don't have to worry. He suggested that you should write a letter to the director of the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic to explain the matter to him......

At the end of the letter, they wrote, "By the way, Dad asked me to ask you what rubber ducks are for in the Muggle world. ”

"A trifle," muttered Albert, "yes, it's a trivial thing for those who don't care about themselves. ”

Albert put the twins' letter aside and proceeded to open the second letter.

Professor Broad's reply came as a bit of a surprise to Albert, who also thought it was a trivial matter and that Albert did not have to worry about it.

In Professor Broad's reply, he recounted some information about the Extraordinary Pharmacists Society, and also expressed his affection for Albert's gift to himself, and ended with a brief reference to McDoug's new book.

"Little things?" Albert muttered, setting the letter aside, picking up his gold card, "now see how Hertock Dagworth reacts." Does he also think that his gold card has been lost, which is also a trivial matter?"

From Professor Broad's letter, it is not difficult for Albert to speculate on the value of the gold card in his hand.

He was confident that Hertok Dagworth would not remain indifferent.

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There were several letters, and it was impossible to reply immediately.

The last letter was written by Rowanna Smith, and in addition to chatting about some common interests, Rowanna Smith also mentioned in the letter that he would give Albert an unexpected surprise later.

Albert could probably guess what the so-called unexpected surprise was: Rowanna Smith was preparing to take up the post of Defence Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts.

After reading all the letters, Albert put them in the box, got up and stretched, drank the milk tea that had cooled, touched Tom lying on the cushion next to the table, and refocused on the rest of his summer homework.

This is Albert's homework left before he went to France for a vacation, because he did not have the habit of writing homework while on vacation, and he put his summer vacation homework on vacation for the time being.

On vacation to France, Albert only brought with him a few books on ancient magic texts that MacDoug had given him.

As long as you study these books carefully, the experience of your magic skills will increase at a gratifying rate.

Now, it's a big step closer to Level 3 Magic.

It's not that Albert doesn't like to use experience to level up directly, but he prefers the feeling of studying magic.

Every time there is a slight breakthrough in the magic script, Albert will feel an inexplicable sense of accomplishment, and this achievement is what Albert wants.

There was a knock on the door, and Nia pushed it open and poked her head in, and said to Albert, who was sitting at the table, "Daddy asked me to tell you, go to bed early today, and we're going shopping in Diagon Alley tomorrow." ”

"Got it. Albert knew why Nia was so excited, because she would also go with her to Diagon Alley in London.

"Tom, it's time to sleep!" Nya reached out and picked up Tom who was lying on the cushion and placed it on the floor, "Go by yourself, you've become so heavy, I can't even hold you." ”

"That's why I said Tom should lose weight. Albert smiled and said, "Go back and rest early." ”

"Go Tom, or tomorrow's ration will be halved. Nia's threat worked, and Tom obediently got up and left after her.

Albert looked at the door that had been closed again, focusing on his homework.

These holiday assignments aren't really difficult, they just take the time to write the answers on parchment.

He was thinking about staying up late to finish all his holiday homework at once, and finally remembered that Nia was looking forward to shopping in Diagon Alley tomorrow, and he gave up.

Half an hour later, Albert covered the inkwell, inserted the quill back into the pen holder, and got up and lazily covered a yawn.

Sheila had just returned from foraging, and had not taken a dead mouse into her home since Albert had last told her that she was not allowed to bring her prey home.

"Good night!" Albert looked at his owl and then at the night sky outside the window, yawned and lay back in bed.

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